Times you may feel
you care a great deal
wish you could help more
suffering, pain and sore
spirits and hearts
make you sometimes
want to fall apart.
Days, turn into weeks,
time just seems to drag
on and on and on.
You start to get edgy
can’t seem to sleep every night
you have nightmares that might
keep you up, they’re too scary;
You start to forget, become wary
it’s harder and harder to focus
impatience starts to follow suit
and soon you realize it’s that time…
You need to take some time for you,
you need to surrender yourself,
to self-care, wellness to restore
your mental well-being. Surrender your mind and soul,
pamper yourself, your body whole,
massages, bubble baths,
allow friends to treat you
refrain from resisting support
take back your “self”
regain your mental
and physical whole SELF Surrender…now…
you’re tired now… Surrender…tired surrender…
Open yourself to soothing,
restoring, healing your SELF!
Patience: Why are you so antsy right now? We’ll get there stop fretting!
Impatience:I want everything to be just right, to be perfect, the best EVER! I have an important presentation to give. I want the students to feel good about this lecture.
Patience: Whoa! you don’t have any control of the outcome really, you know.
Impatience:Why do you say that? You just want to rain on my parade.
Patience: I am sorry my words upset you but the truth is you ARE great and I am sure that things will turn out fine BUT you have no control of the reaction of your audience.
Impatience:I don’t want to hear you! Stop it! We are wasting time…just drive already so we can get there on time.
Patience: Okay, I’m going as fast as I can.
Impatience:No, you’re not! You are driving like an old lady!! Pass that Versa ahead of you…can’t you see he’s holding up traffic. Everyone is passing that car but YOU. Put on your flasher and cut to the left lane…hurry, there is a little spot…go go go!!
Patience: I don’t have to pass this driver …look the exit is just up ahead, we are turning off anyway. Stop worrying…relax…
Impatience:How can I relax when you are driving like a 90 year old man!
Patience: Well, actually if I were 90 years old and able to still drive, I would be quite proud to still have my driver’s permit. {chuckles} And if I were 90 what would that make you…heh heh! one hundred and two?!!! {snicker}
Impatience:{laughs nervously} Okay, point taken.
Patience: why don’t you take out your presentation and go over your notes…that may help to ground you…be in the moment.
Impatience:Oh, alright…can I recite my lines to you? That may help…
Patience: Sure, that would be lovely…do I have to clap at certain parts? {grins}
Impatience: No, now stop making a mockery out of this! {sigh!!} Do you want to help or not?!
Patience: Of course…I’m listening
Impatience:Good afternoon, my name is….{recites the introduction then gets to question period}
Patience: Ooooh oooooh!! I have a question?
Impatience:Yes, what is it?
Patience: So, I have a friend who has been self-harming lately because he gets soooo impatient and frustrated with his life, he says that he has started to do that. Who do people hurt themselves?
Impatience:Wow! That is a good question by the way. Some people sometimes cope with emotional problems by unhealthy means.
Patience: Why would someone choose a bad way to cope on purpose?
Impatience:Well, they don’t know it’s bad necessarily or good, they just do it because it sometimes helps to calm them…ease that huge tension they feel inside and it may calm down for a few minutes or hours.
Patience: Oh, really? I had no idea. So can it stop…I am pretty worried for my friend.
Impatience:If your friend is open to try something else, it can eventually stop but it takes work and effort on her part too. It can’t always be easy…for some it is like an addiction…you know.
Patience: Yes, yes, I get it now. Wow! You know, you are such a different person when we are not concentrating on my driving. I can’t get over how patiently you just answered my questions there. I mean it…thanks.
Impatience:Well, it’s my job, silly…I like what I do…so it’s easy to be more understanding and patient. Now step on it, will you, or the light will turn red!!! Go, go, go, go….
This prompt was to write about Consumed Impatience. I find we are sometimes “consumed” with impatience under certain situations in our live. Some may be more impatient than others and perhaps that can be due to anxiety, anger management (that too can be due to other mental health conditions such as depression), worry and lack of self-confidence for example. I am sure there are many other reasons why someone may lose patience. And then there are some who have an abundance of patience…they seem to take things in their stride. What a gift! Here is ONE example on how “impatience” can play out and “patience” can resume in the life of that same person.
The first snowfall every year brings the child in me so near.
When a rainbow tails the rain makes me gasp just can’t refrain.
My first crush I still remember and it still gives me a rush;
My first kiss from my true love memories of erotic bliss how I fail to forget, my first pleasures of the flesh warms my skin as I still blush.
The first stirrings in my womb makes my heart flip and flop feeling joy wrapped with wonder; baby boy in my arms suckling on my breast, baby girl in my embrace next to my son who’s grown so much such a wonder…all of this!
soaking up those first smiles, first words, first steps, sheer wonder all of this absolutely total bliss!
Rediscovering nature in its delight through the eyes of my children giving me a second chance to embrace life again, showing reverence to Mother Earth.
Then the splendor music offers making magic my son plays on those bronze copper strings; watch in wonder; when daughter sings soprano like an angle in her choir feel in awe every hour.
Watch the birth of my grandson cut the cord of life as well how my heart OH! did it swell! wept with joy to see this boy.
Every sunset… every dawn brings such wonder so serene I’ve been blessed ten thousand times and still counting I’m so thankful… such sheer wonders I have seen.
Pain has become my best friend forever that actually makes me feel alive… without it? I’m not sure I would survive.
Acceptance is the magic key prognosis of a puzzling condition he who has a medical degree diagnosed a painful affliction.
But rather than sink into despair I simply trudge on anywhere and work with passion at my career filled with compassion that is so dear and knowing that my fate is clear destined to help , soothe a hurt soul I feel blessed fulfilling this role.
Nothing better than to give… listen, care, help them forgive
yet not regress but live again and moving on, learn to let go of their past hurts and childhood pain.
To feel a physical pain inside simply confirms that I’m alive. And when I think of those who stride in war and poverty, still survive; how dare that I consume self-pity and whimper meagre aches and pains when those who suffer ‘round the world of hunger, rape …do they complain? They only ask for peace … petty portions of cease-fire, gain some liberation and tranquil minds, and scanty rations
… what so often we take for granted.
Pain has become my best friend that actually makes me feel alive without it? I’m not sure I would survive.
I feel so humbled to assist these youths who suffer silently and reach out to us for a list of ways to live more positively.
And then I try to instill hope that will in time conquer despair and offer skills to help them cope until they learn to truly care and turn their life ‘round for repair.
I feel so humbled to assist these youths who suffer silently and reach out to us for a list of ways to live more positively.